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07-17-25 / 3 MORE DAYS // WHY?!? *👇🏽*🫵🏽*👇🏽* – TODAY's LIST ALL MINE – STOP THE FEED //

You wanna know why today's list is almost all mine? Because I’m celebrating more than half of my 9-day sentence handed down by an anonymous SoundCloud verdict:
RESTRICTED from giving LIKES and REPOSTS to other creators FOR NINE DAYS.

Four more days to go. Just when I’m riding the first peak of a collaboration wave bursting through most of my latest drops — many of them collabs!

And yet, meanwhile, SoundCloud accuses me of spamming other creators—guess it’s over-promotion, and I’m somehow playing against their rules?

ME? The CAPTAIN of the proud ENIGMA? How do THEY think they are?

That’s exactly why today’s playlist belongs all to me — to celebrate and showcase what ENIGMA truly stands for.

Hits from the captain, for the captain, by the captain. No interference. Just raw, unfiltered power.

07-17-25 / 3 MORE DAYS // WHY?!? *👇🏽*🫵🏽*👇🏽* – TODAY's LIST ALL MINE – STOP THE FEED //

07-17-25 // 3 MORE DAYS // WHY?!? *👇🏽*🫵🏽*👇🏽* – TODAY's LIST ALL MINE – STOP THE FEED //

New Summer Track
Release Date: 11.08.2025

Oceanside

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2011 Reprise // 
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Confess, Confess! - Who Ever Dreams, Or Guesses:  A Sunday Riddle
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Homage: Enigma Style, popoems Reprise

At the heart of the piece:
A poem, loud and clear—
Melted with echoes from a 1970s Italian film,
A cinematic dreamscape where memory and meaning blur.

This track:
A reprise, a re-mastered vision,
One of the earliest “popoems”—
2011, the birth year of the popoems series.
A genre-bending fusion of spoken word and music,
Now a signature of the fictionalive universe.

The poem’s voice:
Read by a Richard, or perhaps a Sir—
Or both, as the Enigma prefers,
For what is fiction, if not alive with possibility?
(If not now, when? If not you, who?)
To dream or not? To be or not?
The eternal questions, refracted through time and sound.

The film reference:
A 70s Italian director—perhaps Antonioni, Fellini, or Bertolucci—
Their movies known for existential riddles, surreal atmospheres,
And the blurred lines between reality and dream.
Your track channels this spirit:
A poem set adrift in a cinematic sea,
Where every echo is both homage and original spark.

Meta-layer:
Is it “totally fictionalive,” or not?
The Enigma’s answer: always both.
The popoem is real in its fiction,
Alive in its dreaming,
A confession and a riddle,
A Sunday ritual for all who dare to listen.

Captain’s Note:
Your piece is a living archive—
A dialogue between past and present,
Between poetry and film,
Between the dreamer and the dreamed.

The popoems series continues to evolve,
Each reprise a new confession,
Each remix a new riddle,
Each voice—Richard, Sir, or otherwise—
A vessel for the timeless question:
To dream, or not?
To be, or not?
If not now, when?

The Enigma’s signal endures.
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music: a blend and mix by fictionalive
poem: let me know if you know it
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Confess, Confess! - Who Ever Dreams, Or Guesses:  A Sunday Riddle

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Primitive Entwicklung einer Intelligenten Spezies: das Urteil, Teil 1 // Everybody Oz Mix 
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lyrics written, narration by
fictionalive
music written, produced and
courtesy of
mobygratis . com
licensed
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arranged and mixed by
fictionalive
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fusion of it all - fictionalive and the popoems series and the hyper media reports
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fair use only
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Sunday, July 13th, 2025
06:36 pm, Central European Hot Summer Time //
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Primitive Entwicklung einer Intelligenten Spezies: das Urteil, Teil 1 // Everybody Oz Mix

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Arrogance and Ignorance – The Deadliest Poison // Szalap’s 4Life Stand Mix
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Instant click collab with the Szalap aka MC FukOff, a dry beatmaker from Poland - 
visit Szalep here: - https://soundcloud.com/kacper-razdwarazdwa
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you might like it to - let us know in the comment section
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// Arrogance and Ignorance – The Deadliest Poison
by fictionalive: homage and narration /
// 4Life Stand
by szalep: music written, produced and provided by /
courtesy of szalep / visit / https://soundcloud.com/kacper-razdwarazdwa
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fictionalive / + / szalap aka MC FukOff
arrangement and mix
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fusion of it all –
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports
cover art: fictionalive DIY, that’s it / fair use only
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dropped July 16th, 2025
09:55 pm, Central European hot summer time
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Arrogance and Ignorance – The Deadliest Poison // Szalap 4Life Stand Mix

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Final Destination Before Liberation: Becoming Boundless // 
An Italian Cinematic Mix
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// Final Destination Before Liberation: On Your Way to Becoming Boundless
by fictionalive — written and narrated
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music written as commissioned artistic work,
produced and provided by an Italian artist
who wishes to remain anonymous — for your pleasure
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fusion of it all —
fictionalive with the popoems series and the hyper media reports
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Cover art: Elise Petrovich / fair use only.
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Dropped July 17, 2025
01:49 PM, Central European hot summer time.
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Original song: 
Final Destination Before Liberation: Becoming Boundless // Dappled Mix
https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive/final-destination-before-liberation-on-your-way-to-becoming-boundless-dappled-mix
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another take by Garben @garben with
Sirenen: Final Destination before Liberation // a Mindful collabs Implosion
https://soundcloud.com/fictionalive/sirenen-final-destination-before-liberation-a-mindful-collabs-implosion
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Final Destination Before Liberation: Becoming Boundless // An Italian Cinematic Mix

OUTCRY – 9 Days of Resistance & Beyond, The Single

lyrics and narration: fictionalive
music: bring the big lights, licensed
with mobygratis.com

OUTCRY – 9 Days of Resistance & Beyond, The Single

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the cornerstone – part 1: 'coz i survive mit modulprinzip
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lyrics: fictionalive
music: modulprinzip
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a collab — shout-out to Berlin 🌍
lange lebe das modulprinzip!
thanks for the beats and the love
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fusion of it all —
fictionalive with the popoem series
and the hyper media reports
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edition 25
piece born july 18, 2025
time 04:29 — central european hot summer time
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the cornerstone - part 1:  'coz i survive mit modulprinzip

This time... it's all about everything !

Written, performed, mixed & mastered by
André "pixelorb" Brandes © 2025

Image: pixabay.com (CC0 Creative Commons)

Instruments:
- TAL U-NO-LX
- TAL Bassline 101
- Synapse "The Legend"
- Synapse Dune 3
- Full Bucket FB-7999
- FL-Studio Sytrus

This Time

This is what it feels like when the third eye bursts open. The textures, the pulse, the primal tension—absolutely captivating. A spiritual cyber-ritual in audio form.
(Still fine-tuning the tags for this track — apologies if it pops up in unexpected genres! 😅 Thanks for listening!)

Awakening dormant instincts (New Edit)

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/guitarra-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/guitarra-dedicada-al-maestro-jesus-flores-ver-texto

GUITARRA

No sé bien cuándo fue
ni cómo ni dónde
nos vimos por primera vez
pero sí que recuerdo, 
siendo niño en el pueblo,
te miraba fijamente
y después de poseerte
mis dedos bajaban y subían
por tus cuerdas que, al tañirlas,
volaban los sonidos
que para mis oídos
eran como música celestial.

Guitarra, fuiste para mí
como un guardián que me resguardó
del miedo que me impedía dormir
en la penumbra de mi habitación.

Guitarra, fuiste para mí
como la hermana que me faltó:
tu compañía me hizo sentir
la sensación de que siempre existió.

Hoy un hombre ya soy
y nada ha cambiado
porque eres mi don y razón:
el azar quiso un día
que entraras en mi vida
para ser, hoy como ayer, mi pasión.

Guitarra, tú eres para mí
como el mejor cuerpo de mujer:
con tu presencia me haces feliz
con tus canciones me das el placer.

Guitarra, tú eres para mi
lo que de niño mi madre fue
lo que hoy en día me anima a vivir
y me prepara para mi vejez.

GUITAR

I don't know exactly when,
or how, or where
we first met,
but I do remember,
as a child in the village,
I gazed at you fixedly,
and after possessing you,
my fingers would go up and down
your strings, which, when I strummed them,
blew forth sounds
that, to my ears,
were like heavenly music.

Guitar, you were to me
like a guardian who protected me
from the fear that kept me from sleeping
in the darkness of my room.

Guitar, you were to me
like the sister I was missing:
your company made me feel
the sensation that you always existed.

Today I am a man,
and nothing has changed,
because you are my gift and reason:
chance willed one day
that you came into my life
to be, today as yesterday, my passion.

Guitar, you are to me
like the best body of a woman:
with your presence you make me happy,
with your songs you give me pleasure.

Guitar, you are to me
what my mother was as a child,
what today encourages me to live
and prepares me for my old age.

Guitarra (dedicada al maestro Jesús Flores Guitarrista)

A tribute to Xolia—the main and courageous protagonist that goes up against the Devil in «The Devil is a Handsome Man.»
dedicated to Selin and Ilasky

God is a Gorgeous Redhead

[Verse 1]
She walks in like charcoal dressed in smoke 
eyes lit up—a match to the fuse
every word she drops feels molten
you don’t get to win you’ll only lose
her smile is a sin in crimson
her touch is a dangerous dare
if you think you can handle her fire
you’ll find there’s nothing left to spare

[Pre-Chorus]
She burns she blazes
you’ll never forget the taste
A goddess in red
setting faith to flame

[Chorus]
God is a gorgeous redhead
a wildfire dressed in skin
she’ll light you up when you’re cold
then scorch you from within
she’s holy and hell in one breath
a prayer you’ll never keep
god is a gorgeous redhead
and she’s burning deep under your collar

[Verse 2]
She laughs like thunder in daylight
she whispers with ash in her veins
every step is a hymn of destruction
every look is a scar with a name
don’t call her an angel or demon
she’s both when the night runs wild
she’ll drag you through fire and fury
but damn if you don’t beg to smile

[Pre-Chorus]
She burns she blazes
a crown of flames and teeth
she’ll make you swear devotion
then leave you on your knees

[Chorus]
God is a gorgeous redhead
a wildfire dressed in skin
she’ll light you up when you’re cold
then scorch you from within
she’s holy and hell in one breath
a prayer you’ll never keep
god is a gorgeous redhead
and she’s burning deep under your collar


[Bridge]
Oh—
Strike the match watch it crawl
she’s the gospel, the curse, and the fall
hot under the collar—she bites
turns every shadow into light

[Final Chorus]
God is a gorgeous redhead
a flame no water can tame
she’ll brand your soul with her fury
then smile as she carves you to pieces
she’s holy and hell in one breath
a prayer you’ll never keep.
god is a gorgeous redhead
and she’s burning deep under your collar

God is a Gorgeous Redhead

Watch the video: https://youtu.be/UUWMRv_sRh0

A dream pop excursion into the meaning of love...
Have you ever said those three words without meaning them?
Or ever heard them, but knew they were a lie?
Whispered without care, tossed into the void as a gesture of placation...
A preoccupation 
A mental vacation

A ticket to easy street
Or manipulation...

Actions always speak louder than words 🖤

Lyrics:

I used to think you had a heart
But now I know it fell apart
The emptiness you gave to me
Some cheap apology

I love you
(I love you)

I Love You

Ambiant, electronic, atmospheric. 
Created with MMJ and Bandlab. 

In My Dreams

« L'harmonie, c'est la conciliation des contraires, et pas l'écrasement des différences. »
(Jean Cocteau)

[Verse]
L'amour c'est la fleur solitaire
Nous sentir seul
Nos douces rêveries
Amours infinies

[Chorus]
Ma main pressant ta main
Mes yeux cherchant tes yeux
Nos cœurs se parleront sur nos lèvres unies
Dans nos larmes
Dans nos rires
Nous dirons les mots doux
Que nous soufflons
En secret
À la nuit
Dans la solitude
Nous resterons
Et nous deviendrons tous deux

Titre : Tous deux
Poète : François-Marie Robert-Dutertre (1815-1898)
Recueil : Les loisirs lyriques (1866).
Tous deux, pour nos amours invoquons le mystère,
Cachons à tous les yeux nos entretiens si doux ;
Car l'amour, vois-tu bien, c'est la fleur solitaire,
C'est l'oiseau qui s'enfuit au regard des jaloux.

Tous deux, quand le printemps ornera les prairies,
Pour mieux nous sentir seuls loin des bruits d'ici-bas,
Nous irons épancher nos douces rêveries
Sous les bosquets en fleurs où l'on parle tout bas.

Tous deux, nous goûterons des amours infinies,
Ma main pressant ta main, mes yeux cherchant tes yeux,
Nos cœurs se parleront sur nos lèvres unies
Et nous irons un jour ensemble vers les cieux.

François-Marie Robert-Dutertre.
À découvrir sur le site https://www.poesie-francaise.fr/francois-marie-robert-dutertre/poeme-tous-deux.php

Tous deux

Let’s not mince words here. Trump is the embodiment of corruption, greed, and incompetence. He’s a man who has spent his entire life looking out for himself, exploiting others, and leaving chaos in his wake. As De Niro so eloquently put it: *“He’s a dog. He’s a pig. He’s a con. He’s a bullsh*t artist. He’s a mutt who doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”* This isn’t just about politics—it’s about morality. It’s about standing up to a man who has no respect for the rule of law, no respect for the truth, and no respect for the American people.  

Trump’s presidency was a disaster. He divided the country, emboldened hate, and failed to deliver on his promises. He’s a man who thrives on chaos, who lies with every breath, and who cares only about his own ego. As De Niro said: *“He’s a punk, he’s a dog, he’s a mutt. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He’s an idiot. He’s a fool.”* And yet, here we are, facing the possibility of him returning to power. We cannot let that happen. We cannot allow this man to continue to poison our democracy.  

This is not just about Trump—it’s about the people who enable him. The sycophants, the cowards, and the opportunists who stand by his side and allow his corruption to flourish. They are just as guilty as he is. As De Niro said: *“They’re all scum. They’re all mutts. They don’t know what they’re talking about.”* We need to hold them accountable. We need to stand up and fight back.  

The stakes are too high to sit on the sidelines. This is about the soul of our nation. It’s about protecting our democracy, our values, and our future. We cannot afford to let Trump and his enablers win. We must vote, we must organize, and we must make our voices heard. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna fight back. We’re gonna fight back with everything we’ve got.”*  

So let’s do this. Let’s come together and defeat Trump once and for all. Let’s show the world that we are better than this. That we will not tolerate corruption, lies, and hate. That we will stand up for what’s right. As De Niro said: *“We’re gonna win. We’re gonna win because we have to.”*  

This is our moment. This is our fight. Let’s get to work.  

#DefeatTrump #VoteHimOut #NotMyPresident #DeNiroWasRigh

The Trump Files

reflections on shadows

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Manifesto

We Declare:

    That the suffering in Gaza is not a distant conflict but a wound in the conscience of humanity.

    That silence and political games by so-called Western defenders of democracy are betrayal incarnate.

    That art, music, and truth must tear through walls of apathy, breaking chains with sound and spirit.

    That to remain silent is to support the erasure of life itself.

    That we rise—voices united, hearts aflame—to amplify those crushed under siege, to shatter the walls of oppression.

    That every beat, every echo, every lyric becomes a rebellion against forgetting.

    That through collective awakening, we reclaim not just Gaza’s future but the soul of humanity.

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/ : fictionalive, August 16, 2025 - 4:21 pm

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Disclaimer: Ladies and gentlemen, and anyone who needs a special mention, I'm throwing caution to the wind and speaking out about this chaos. I'm going live, ready or not. So, sit back, relax, and try to enjoy - it's all for your own good.
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"NOTHING UNDER THE SUN IS NOT PART OF CREATION, NOR IS IT NOT CREATION ITSELF—IT'S ONLY WHAT YOU MAKE IT. NO JUDGES, NO DIVIDES—UNITY." 
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For This Is The Voyage, The Legend, The Song – Where We Belong
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"NOTHING UNDER THE SUN IS NOT PART OF CREATION, NOR IS IT NOT CREATION ITSELF—IT'S ONLY WHAT YOU MAKE IT. NO JUDGES, NO DIVIDES—UNITY."

1. Philosophical and Metaphysical Context

This phrase operates on a profound metaphysical premise rooted in ancient and modern spiritual thought: the idea that everything within existence ("under the sun") is inherently part of creation, yet simultaneously defies a simple binary of "creation" and "non-creation." The double negation — “is not not part” and “is not not creation” — serves as a dialectical device emphasizing paradox rather than straightforward affirmation or denial.

Nothing exists outside creation’s domain. All that "is" is both a part and a reflection of the creative whole — but perhaps creation is not a static “thing.”

It touches on panentheism or even non-dualism, suggesting creation transcends our binary modes of thought.

In this sense, the phrase challenges rigid ontologies. It rejects compartmentalization — what we consider ‘created’ vs. ‘uncreated’ is a false dichotomy.

2. Existential and Constructivist Overtones

The clause “It’s only what you make it” signifies a turn from metaphysical absolutes to personal agency and interpretation.

Creation is not a fixed category but a creative, subjective, and participatory process.

Reality is texturized by human meaning-making — your perception, actions, and judgments shape what ‘is.’

This brings in vibes of existentialism and constructivism, affirming our power and responsibility in shaping the world and imbuing it with meaning.

3. The Ethics of Judgment and Division

“No judges, no divides” strikes a moral and social chord:

It calls for radical acceptance — no external or internal authority imposes judgment.

It opposes division, sectarianism, or exclusion based on arbitrary or prejudiced distinctions.
This has echoes of universalist humanism and inclusive ethics, a plea for unity beyond fractured identities, labels, or separations.

4. Final Summation: Unity as a Creational Ethos

The closing refrain “UNITY” serves as the conceptual apex:
Unity is not merely a formal condition but an existential and creational ethos, holding the paradoxical unity of all existence despite apparent differences or judgments.
It is a call to embrace multiplicity without fragmentation — wholeness that contains diversity.

Style and Rhetoric

Paradox and Double Negatives: The use of double negatives (“not not”) is daring and poetic, evoking the style of Zen koans or 
Hegelian dialectics — prompting reflection rather than offering a direct statement. It challenges the reader to dwell in ambiguity and complexity.

Capitalization and Punctuation: The em dash creates dramatic pauses, underscoring the key thematic shifts; the capitalized “UNITY” acts as a powerful, summative slogan or mantra.

Economy of Words: Despite its complexity, the phrase remains succinct, poetic, and emphatic—a hallmark of impactful philosophical proclamations.

Cultural & Literary Resonances

Biblical Allusions: “Under the sun” recalls the Book of Ecclesiastes, with its contemplations on the nature of existence. This embeds the phrase within a long tradition of existential inquiry.

Contemporary Spirituality: The phrase resonates with New Age and postmodern spiritual ideas emphasizing non-duality, co-creation, and global unity.

Political and Social Dimensions: In a world segmented by ideologies and conflicts, “no judges, no divides” can serve as a subtle political manifesto for peace and acceptance.

Primitive Entwicklung einer Intelligenten Spezies: das Urteil, Teil 1 // Everybody Oz Mix

fictionalive ⭕️ UNITY

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